07 January 2016

Casey Peeler - Tutus & Cowboy Boots - Blog Tour

Cadence Lewis has been dancing
since she could walk. Living in New York with her parents she has the chance to
go to the best dance school in the country, but when her father does the
unthinkable she’s forced to leave her dreams behind and move to a
small southern town with her mom. Cadence is having a hard time
adjusting to her new life when she meets Jade Carpenter. Jade starts
to show Cadence that small-town life isn’t so bad, but when Cadence
has a chance to go back to New York she is on the next flight and will do
anything to get her old life back.

“Yeah. I got that
from what’s her face.” I toss my head back toward the
classroom.

She giggles.
“You’re
funny.”

I
crinkle my nose. I’ve never been called funny before.
“Why’s that?” I
question.

“’Cause you
just called Ms. Luckadoo what’s her face and not to mention you look
like you’re about to run the catwalk at fashion week. You do realize
where you are?”

“Well, I
couldn’t remember her name and I live for fashion. It's obvious
people around here do not feel the same
way.”

“Oh they do, but
it’s a different kind.”

“What do you
mean?”

Jade takes a moment to gather
her thoughts. “Okay, let me give you the run down.” I
can’t wait to hear this. “Most girls around here are up on
the latest southern preppy trends from either Simply Southern, Southern Charm,
and Southern Fried Chics. Every girl here owns boots to work in as well as
boots to go out in. Jack Rogers are a must and we monogram
everything.”

“Are you serious? You
monogram
everything?”

“Yeah. Just look
around.” I do and notice every backpack as well as vehicle has
initials on them. What the hell? “Oh and don’t forget the
more glitter, the better.”

“That’s
insane. Are people afraid they are going to forget their names or something?”
I say smartly.

“Nope, it’s
just a southern thang,” she says with a deep southern drawl.
“See,” she says as she shows me her car. Oh gosh,
she’s one, too.

“So, tell me more
about Lawndale High?” I
ask.

“Well,
there’s not much to say. I mean, it’s school. The guys here
are your typical country boys. They drive trucks and miss a lot of days the
first day of the
season.”

“Why
would they miss school on the first day of Autumn?” I
question.

“Please
tell me you didn’t just say
that.”

“Um, yeah. The first
season to occur while in school is
Autumn.”

She starts to shake her head.
“Girl, you’ve got a lot to learn around here. Let me spell
it out for you. Bambi, big bucks, big boy toys, trophies on the wall, and food
in your belly.”

Casey Peeler grew up in North
Carolina and still lives there with her husband and
daughter.

Growing up Casey wasn't
an avid reader or writer, but after reading Their Eyes Were Watching God by
Zora Neal Hurston during her senior year of high school, and multiple
Nicholas Sparks' novels, she found a hidden love and appreciation for
reading. That love ignited the passion for writing several years
later, and her writing style combines real life scenarios with morals
and values teenagers need in their daily
lives.

When Casey isn't
writing, you can find her near a body of water listening to country music with
a cold beverage and a great book.